Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Jorja Rail

Because P.Pie’s mother had twins, the idea of multiples has always sort of loomed over us – well her, really.

I mean, c’mon… we’re all adults here, science has made great strides in discovering the cause of babies.

So, back in the late ‘90s – before the dotbombs, before you had to take your shoes off to board an airplane, before I turned 30 – when P.Pie and I were getting serious, I often joked that if we had triplets we would have to name them Cattle, Land, and Railroad (Barron…baron, get it?).

As we built our list of potential baby girl names, I again brought up the baron name trifecta… it was immediately shot down. And truthfully, who could blame her? Would you want your daughter named Cattle?

So I shelved the baron names.

Once we had picked her first name – a loving tribute to P.Pie’s father – I began rolling middle names into and out of the sequence to see how they rolled off the tongue.

Unfortunately, nothing seemed to fit.

While I was surfing the net for baby names, I came across an interesting piece on the history of times zones in the US (would you believe railroad accidents was a huge reason time zones?). And no, I don't know what odd combinations of kewords I used to bring that search result up.

Anyway, then it struck me - Rail. There was a name that was original and had flavor.

When I think of the name Jorja Rail, I think bayous and gumbo, iron and steam.

I realize that descriptor doesn’t do it justice, but haven't the time to change it.

Fantastic name! I think it's great to give a child a family name and then one that's unique. We did that with our boys, their middle names are all grandfather's names, but the first names are a little different.